Loving him //L.R.H

His hands melted onto my skin like chocolate in the sun, his touch was soft and warm.
His lips on mine gave me a sensation of guilt and envy, for the girl who truly had him and the girl who would forever be known as a mistake, if she'd be known at all.
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His eyes were either clouded with lust, As dark as a sapphire with anger, or as light as the mid-day sky, he never truly loved me, I was sure of that. I hadn't known if I was okay with that, I didn't know if I wanted him more than what he already was to me. The battle between my heart and my logic, was never ending constantly going back in forth for what I truly wanted.
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"Why can't you just see, that you're whats killing me!"
"You wanted this."
"How dare you think I wanted any of this."
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"Are you sure you want this?"
"yeah" my voice trembled as his lips inched closer to mine.
His hands caressed my waist and it sent shivers down my spine knowing in just seconds it would all be over.
His lips finally reaching mine. The warmth he provided made me intoxicated. The way his hands worked so skillfully yet he was only holding me in his arms. This position was the most intimate I'd ever been with anyone. All the guilt that I'd be struck with afterwards was no where in my mind as he continued this moment. I wanted it to last for as long as possible. But I knew it wouldn't be long. Because she'd be here soon .... I'd remember what I truly was to him. Nothing.